Thursday, 15 June 2017

sometimes

 
 



'there's a place inside'
 
 
 
 
 
 
* acrylic, watercolour, liquid ink & charcoal pencil
 

Tuesday, 30 May 2017

starlight

 
 


this painting began around 6 month ago
according to my instagram account
it sat unfinished for around 3 month
which often seems to be my way.



i picked it up again around 11 week ago

 
on a starry night. adding a few little touches.

 
 
'You know why trees smell the way they do? Stars. Trees breathe in starlight
year after year, and it goes deep into their bones. So when you cut a tree open, you
smell a hundred years’ worth of light. Ancient starlight that took millions of years
to reach earth. That’s why trees smell so beautiful and old.'
~ Frances O’Roark Dowell.








* acrylic & liquid ink on acrylic paper. approx. 10 x 7 inches.

Monday, 10 April 2017

a prayer flag . .




slowstitched with starlight & the quiet breath of earthsleep.


gathered together in those dark hours while all was sleeping.



the first one i've made, handsewn with care, sitting
in the quiet of a lilac tree where the winds can carry its prayers.







* made with cotton & silk fabrics, thread, ribbon, and amethyst & glass beads.

Friday, 31 March 2017

slow cloth





rocking chair. the sound of rain. slow stitching. headspace.




little scraps of pre-loved fabrics making a new piece of cloth.
 
 
 
 
 

Friday, 24 March 2017

forests in my heart . . .





i close my eyes.
there they are.


 













* moleskin: watercolour & liquid ink.
  woodland creature: arylics & graphite on card.
  treescape: acrylics on acrylic paper.

Tuesday, 7 March 2017

little inbetween things . . .

 
 




green.
forest dreaming.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
* splashes: watercolours, ink & green tea with herbs :)
* creature: acrylics & graphite
 

Sunday, 5 March 2017

something new . . .

 
 


in process . . .





* acrylics on acrylic paper. 12 x 16 inches.

Wednesday, 1 March 2017

during earthsleep

 
 

sat painting in those early-dark hours under lamplight listening
to the hush of pattering rain. playing with the wind . . .


 

with a little leftover paint, her cat came to play with the wind too.
 
 
 
 



 
                    





* wind: acrylics, ink & graphite on card. approx. size 7 x 5 ½ inches.
      cat: watercolour & acrylics. 4 x 2 ½ inches

Sunday, 26 February 2017

sweet dreams . . .






strange little scatterlings growing on the edges of dreams . . .
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
* watercolours, acrylics & ink on watercolour paper. 4 ½ x 3 inches.
 

Friday, 24 February 2017

walking . . .





 
gathering time in his bones . . .
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
* watercolours & ink on watercolour paper. 4 ½ x 3 inches.
 

Wednesday, 22 February 2017

winter forest





shhh . . .


. . .
 

where silence roams . . .
 


 
' the sound of the wind in a winter forest '






* acrylics on acrylic paper. 10 x 7 inches.

Tuesday, 21 February 2017

swathe






in light of shadows
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
*acrylics on acrylic paper. 6 x 8 inches
 

Saturday, 18 February 2017

feeling her





water, earthlands, and sky.
 

home.
 

and far away.
 
 
 
a little abstract.
fun to feel and paint.
 
 
 
 
 
* acrylics on card.  21 x 29 ½ cms
 

Friday, 17 February 2017

enjoying the freedom of abstract art





 
'mixing worlds'
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
* acrylics on acrylic paper. 12 x 16 inches.
 

Thursday, 16 February 2017

abstract earth

 
 



a recently finished little abstract landscape.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
* acrylics on watercolour paper. A4 size.
 

Tuesday, 3 January 2017

cloth skies

 
 

there was a piece of cloth. twinkling at me
as i walked by an oddments basket outside a fabric shop. i tried to ignore it
but it tugged at me. starlight in a basket.
woven silk and cotton. strong and soft. i took it home.
it sat for a while. quietly tugging at me. whispering. 
 

so i took a trip over to 'Spirit Cloth' to visit Judes 'Feel Free' 
and watched her creating some 'threadbeads'.
above is my first attempt.
 
it was so nice sitting, pulling my scattered-self together.
immersed in starlight and winter moss
 
 

the beginning of the new year i sat
and slow-stitched a moon shadow, listening
to the rain pattering on a corrugated roof, while earth slept.

 

the threadbeads became more starlike
on a wintercold starry night.
 

there was more.
the rhythm. the quiet sound of thread flowing through cloth.
 


i don't know where it's going.
but i like how it feels.
 
 
 
 
 

Monday, 2 January 2017

moving through

 
 


 
' red '
 
 
 
 
 
new moon. new year.
 
* best wishes *
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
* acrylics & ink on acrylic paper. 10 x 7 inches.